C14 Xiao Pang

"Low grade spirit stones?!" Fang Yi's heart thumped, and he immediately stood up and walked towards the two people in the midst of their argument.

Spirit stones were a type of spirit stone that contained the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth. They could be used as support in cultivation and could be used as currency in the cultivation world. According to how dense the spiritual energy was, they could be divided into low quality spirit stones, mid quality spirit stones, high quality spirit stones, and top quality spirit stones.

The exchange rate was 100 low-rank soul stones for a mid-rank soul stone and 100 mid-rank soul stones for a high-rank soul stone. As top-rank soul stones were too rare and didn't have a specific exchange rate, the exchange rate was decided based on the discussion between the two parties.

"How much is it, I'll pay for him." Fang Yi walked up to the waiter and asked.

"A total of five taels of silver." The waiter said.

"Take it." Fang Yi took out five taels of silver and tossed it to the waiter.

"Thank you very much, sir." The waiter hurriedly took the silver and left after nodding and bowing.

"Thank you, my friend." Seeing that there was someone helping him out, the little fatty repeatedly thanked him.

"You're welcome. It's a fortuitous meeting, so why don't you visit me and collect your Spirit Stones?" Looking at the round face which had almost squeezed out all the eyes, Fang Yi said with a smile.

"Well, is there anything to eat?" The little fatty hurriedly put away the Spirit Stone and asked.

"Well, aren't you full yet?" Fang Yi looked at the little fatty in front of him in astonishment, then looked at the table beside him that was full of plates and bowls.

When he saw the plates and bowls on his table continue to increase and pile up layer by layer, Fang Yi was suddenly speechless. Earlier, when he saw that the little fatty was even more ignorant than him, he decided to help him out.

"Brother Yi, we don't have much silver left." Mu Linger's large, watery eyes stared angrily at the little fatty, only to see that the little fatty was only focused on eating and didn't pay any attention to her. She pulled on Fang Yi's sleeve and spoke in a low voice.

"It's okay, aren't we nearing the Yunfeng Sect?" "When the time comes, there will be no need to use this worldly silver." Fang Yi forced out a smile as he spoke to Mu Linger. The little fatty's appetite had also given him a fright.

"Is this a human or a pig?" "With so many dishes, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish all of them even if I had ten!" Fang Yi was astonished.

Even after the three of them left the Flying Immortal Tower, Fang Yi still hadn't completely recovered from his shock. He wasn't feeling heartache over how much money they had spent, but rather he was shocked that there was someone who could eat so many things at once.

"Fellow Daoist, now that you have eaten your fill, let's part ways here. I hope we'll have a chance to meet again." Fang Yi cupped his hands together as he spoke to the little fatty.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I don't know what to call you, but I am Xiao Pang." The little fatty asked.

"Little Fatty?" The two of them were stunned for a moment. They never thought that someone would call them this.

"It's not Little Fatty. It's Xiao Pang, Xiao Xiao's Xiao, the massive Pang." The little fatty knew that the other party's understanding was wrong and hurriedly explained.

"Xiao Pang?" Ha, your name is really interesting. "My name is Mu Linger." Mu Linger blinked her bright eyes as she laughed heartily.

"Fang Yi." Fang Yi forcefully held back his laughter.

"By the way, where are you going?" The little fatty didn't mind and instead asked about the two's whereabouts.

"We plan to join Yun Feng's sect and cultivate our Dao to achieve immortality." Fang Yi said.

"I also want to go to the Yunfeng Gate. Since we met by chance and have to go to the same place, then we might as well go to the Yunfeng Gate together. We can look after each other on the way there. Let's go." The little fatty did not give the two of them any time to reply as he strode forward.

After walking a few steps, he realized that the two of them had not followed him. The little fatty hurriedly turned around and saw that Fang Yi and Mu Linger were still standing at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Why aren't you leaving?" "Don't worry, I won't treat you as a burden. I'm very generous, so don't be polite with me." The little fatty arrived beside the two of them. His round, small eyes stared fixedly at Fang Yi, as if if Fang Yi were going to swallow him in one bite if he didn't leave.

"Do you know how to get to Yunfeng Gate?" When Mu Linger saw the little fatty's nervous expression, she couldn't help but giggle before feigning seriousness.

"Eh, this …." That... "Today's weather is really good. Oh right, I just had enough to eat, so I should walk slower. Otherwise, it would be bad for my health. You guys can leave first. I'll just follow behind you." The little fatty raised his head and looked at the sky with his round eyes that only had a crack left in them.

"If that's the case, then let's go together. There's someone to take care of us on the way." Fang Yi said and then led the two of them on their way.

The reason he brought Little Fatso along was because Fang Yi saw that his cultivation was only at the 1st level of the Refinement Realm. Moreover, he had no understanding of the secular world, so he was worried that Little Fatso wouldn't be able to bring him.

As for the issue of one more person and not enough silver, Fang Yi didn't care at all.

If they paid too much attention to it, it would affect their cultivation. Many cultivators were too infatuated with the power of money in the mortal world, and thus did not practice the Dao. Instead, their cultivation bases would be lowered, delaying their entire lives.

Along the way, the three of them chatted as they walked. It was not boring at all, but what surprised Fang Yi was that the little fatty's current cultivation of the first level of Qi Refining had been accidentally cultivated after accidentally eating a spirit plant.

And then, by chance, he met a bad old man who taught him cultivation. Unfortunately, the old man hadn't even been with the little fatty for half a year when he was killed by a demon beast guarding the spirit grass because he went to pick a stalk of spirit grass.

The bag of holding that Fatty was currently using was left behind by the old man. However, it only contained five or six low-grade Spirit Stones and a set of Cultivation arts.

"Hey, Little Fatty, where did you get that steamed bun?" Mu Linger inadvertently glanced behind her and saw the little fatty eating a steamed bun. She felt that it was very strange.

"My name is Xiao Pang, not Little Fatty." "I bought this steamed bun this morning. There are still a lot of them in my storage pouch. Do you want them?" The little fatty powerlessly corrected Mu Linger's words. Along the way, he did not know how many times he had corrected her, but it was a pity that Mu Linger had completely ignored him and continued to call him Little Fatty.

"Buy it?" "Don't you have no silver taels?" Fang Yi shook his head when he saw the little fatty taking out two steamed buns from his storage bag and handing it over to them. He then asked, "Do you remember that the little fatty was so poor that he wanted to use spirit stones to pay for his meals?"

"Hehe, actually, it's not really a deal. It's just that I saw some steamed buns on the streets in the morning, so when the owner wasn't around, he took some and put them in his storage bag."

When the boss came out, he asked me if I had seen anyone steal his steamed bun. " The little fatty ate the steamed bun easily before smiling as he spoke.

"Ah?" Mu Linger's jaw dropped. In her mind, she started to picture the angry expression of the boss.

"How come the boss doesn't suspect that you stole it?" Fang Yi was also stunned, and when he thought about it carefully, he felt that something wasn't right.

"I don't know. When he saw me shake my head and say I didn't know, he told me that the steamed bun would be ready soon. He told me that I would be able to buy it in a while." The little fatty picked up the steamed bun that was originally meant to be given to the two of them and slowly began to gnaw on it again.

"Are you saying that you put all the steamed buns outside into your storage bag?" Fang Yi suddenly realized that he seemed to be wrong. Perhaps he shouldn't have brought this little fatty along.

No matter how smart the steamed bun shop owner was, he would never have thought that his steamed bun would be stolen by a cultivator. Thus, he didn't doubt that this twelve or thirteen year old child had the ability to steal all the steamed buns in his shop. It was only because of this that the real stealer stood at the entrance of the shop and leisurely left.

"Yes, I found out that no matter how long I kept the food in my storage bag, it wouldn't spoil. Furthermore, it still retained its original temperature and taste. What a great treasure!" The little fatty's round face shook as he nodded.

"Brother Yi, I find that you have made a very serious mistake." Mu Linger's eyes widened as she glared at Fang Yi.

"Well …." "Eh, why are there so many people in front of us? Let's go up and take a look." Fang Yi knew that Mu Linger was blaming him for letting such a gluttonous and ignorant fella walk with them. He hastily changed the topic.

"Huh?" "What's going on there?" The little fatty was still eating his steamed bun. His round eyes seemed to be closed, as if he didn't care about anything outside.

Mu Linger looked in the direction Fang Yi was pointing and saw dozens of people gathering in the distance, as though they were besieging someone inside.